"Okay." And then it just stands there awkwardly, because apparently the conversation is over, but for some reason it's not in a hurry to leave. It's less depressing in here than in most of the Mansion, what with the plants and all. Or maybe it's just tired of being dismissed when humans are done with it.

It compromises by turning its shoulder to Magnus and walking off a couple of meters, like it's interested in some other plants. (It's not, particularly, although it's surprised to realize that the one with the starburst-shaped leaves that asshole Claudius likes to fuss with actually smells terrible.)